#33 Articles

Sunday
Dec022012

Franksgiving Day Ride!

Let me explain what Franksgiving Day is for those of you that have not participated in the group ride that a buddy named Frank leads the day after Thanksgiving. The ride goes to different places that I wouldn’t even begin to be able to tell you the names of. If I knew the places I would have been sworn to secrecy because it is an invitation only ride and I wouldn’t want to encourage any ride crashers (uninvited riders). Frank had 14 people ride with him this year and we were treated to perfect riding conditions and weather.

Frank has been riding for probably, oh about a thousand years, on trails all over the western part of the country. He is an encyclopedia of some of the best and long forgotten trials I have ever had the chance to follow him around on. How he finds some of these long lost gems is beyond me but I sure am glad he does. Because every time I go with him he takes us to someplace I have never seen and would never be able to find again myself. I always have a great time and come back grinning ear to ear. I usually put on the smallest counter shaft sprocket I have for this ride because we spend a lot of time in 1st and 2nd gear through some of the best off road woods riding you can imagine. We rode about 5 hours and only covered 70 miles. So you get an idea of the average speed.

Beautiful scenery, cool people, perfect riding conditions (this year) what more could you ask for!

Can’t wait for the next one. I will try to wipe the grin off my face and take more pictures next time. 

#33

 

** More secret photos in the Gallery

 

 

Sunday
Nov252012

Baja 2012, 3 for 3 = 500x

Last year (2011) was a good year in our Baja race series as we wrapped up the championship with a nail biter by crossing the finish line with no lights. (Flashlight ride) for those of you that may not remember.

Our 2012 effort has paid off in keeping the 500x plate for another year with consistent rides and minimal problems throughout the year. You know the old saying, sometimes it is better to be lucky than good! Well we were lucky enough to win all three events in the SCORE Baja race series which includes the 250, 500 and the grand daddy of them all the Baja 1000!

The FLY/Western Power Sports/MX43.com/Precision Concepts supported CRF 450-X was almost flawless throughout the year. We were blessed with minimal injuries, minimal bike problems and minimal spectator intervention (booby traps). Our support crew drove thousands of miles allowing us to pre run all the miles needed to ensure we knew our problem areas during each race. The crew at Precision Concepts that did most of the prep work that goes into a bike making this many miles without a failure did their part. A big Thanks to Bob and Phil at Precision Concepts.

Yours truly, #33, rode from the start in Ensenada to race mile 235 before handing off to bike owner Marc Prince. It took just about 5 hours and kicked my butt! The last time I remember being that worn out was at the Virginia City Gran Prix all the way back in 1986! The ride was supposed to be at a completely controlled pace to make sure the bike got to Marc so we could make it to the finish to secure the Championship for the year. Well guess what happened along the way……..I run into Ricky Johnson, (yes that Ricky ex National and Supercross champ) before the race and find out he is riding on a team on a Class 40 motorcycle. I hadn’t spoken to him in 20 something years! He is starting a few minutes in front of me and going to ride to race mile 167.  We have a good time kicking it and laughing about old times when we raced in the 80’s.  So now I have a target!  Any racer know what happens next………..I am going to try to catch Ricky and he is going to do his best to not let that happen! It was probably a good thing for both if us because it kept us pushing each other and not settling into complacency. At each pit stop I was asking how far ahead is Ricky and I know he was asking how far back Eric is. Since we both used the Honda pits and they have radio communication from pit to pit that information was available. It made it more fun for me and I am sure for Ricky too.

Well we see sawed back and forth for about 3 ½ hours at right about 3 to 4 minutes between us. I never caught him and he never got away. So when he got to his hand off point he came over and gave me a pat on the back and wished me good luck in my next section. I asked him if he wanted to ride my bike to the next hand off point and he declined. I think it was the 40 or 50 miles of whoops that lay ahead that swayed his decision.

I did try to keep in mind that the most important thing was to get this bike to my team mates because the championship was the ultimate goal. So I didn’t take too many risks and had some good luck along the way. My first gift was the overcast day I awoke to. This made the start which is right at daybreak completely tolerable. Since we start and head east the sun is usually blinding the riders for the first hour of the race. Mix that with the dust hanging in the air with everyone so bunched up and it becomes a matter of survival as opposed to racing. The spectators were fairly well behaved and I only came across a couple of mounds built up as kicker/jumps along the way. I did come across a few vehicles on the course going the opposite direction on a couple of occasions. I was fortunate enough to spot their dust and the top of their vehicles as I approached so I was prepared. They didn’t catch me napping!

The information I got from my team mates after the race led me to believe that no one had any major problems or crashes and the bike ran great all the way down to La Paz. One of our night riders, Bob Johnson, said his ride was fairly uneventful which I find hard to believe because I know that he rode high speed, all at night and through some of the worst silt beds you can come across. I have ridden some of these silt beds in the daylight  and it worries me to cross them not knowing what holes, ruts or ditches are beneath what you can see. I do my best to go around that stuff! So Bob is racing through that crap at speed in the dark with head lights. That is my idea of heroic. Good job Bob!

Doug Smith was another night time rider and we were very lucky to have him on the bike when we did encounter a problem. It seems the head light plug was damaged during a light swap and it caused a problem during Doug’s ride. Fortunately he has a helmet radio and called his support crew to come back instead of driving down the road to pick him up. He was able to ride using only his helmet lights to get to where he needed to be to meet the truck. So obviously he was prepared for anything with a back up helmet light, spare parts and the radio communications. Smart man.   Doug and the Baja Designs people found and fixed the problem to allow him to continue to the finish. It sounded like they only lost 20 or 30 minutes to make the repairs. Along the way he described to me boulder fields with rocks like bowling balls and fog so thick he had to stop and swap his goggles for glasses so he could see to keep going. What a ride!  Hero #2!

Over the course of 27 hours the bike and all the riders probably encountered every kind of condition you can imagine. I know one rider, Dave Potts, was nursing an injured knee (injured during pre running) to make it to the end of his section. Another Hero! Then there was Marc Prince, the rider of record for the race who stepped up and took on some of the mileage that Dave had to relinquish with the knee problem. That gave Marc a minimal amount of time to rearrange his plan of attack with adding mileage and having to learn the added section.  I am starting to think I am not worthy to ride with these guys.

Thank you to all the riders, all the wives, friends, drivers and support crew that helped us get through this year with so much success.

I am going back down to ride in January with some friends, but I think I will go a lot slower and look around a bit more. I am going to take in the scenery this time.

Buenos Diaz, #33

 

Thursday
Nov012012

On Any Funday!!!

On Any Funday

What started out as any normal ride day for me turned into a “Funday” of observation. I was sitting at the truck at the local riding area/track and noticed an unusually large turnout of kids and parents. There were both moms and dads in the mix. Since it was out of the ordinary I watched them for a few minutes and found myself laughing and enjoying watching the kids and their parents interact while riding and learning to ride mini bikes. The kids were having the time of their lives just going around in circles. It appeared that the ages of the kids were from as young as 5 to no more than 7yrs old.  A few of them could ride by themselves; a couple of them still used training wheels on their bikes. But one lucky kid had dad running alongside him acting as his training wheels. Now that was funny! Poor kid still fell down a bunch of times with dad’s help, but the little guy got up every time and got back on the bike. Luckily the area was softer tilled up soil and he didn’t have far to fall while traveling at a very slow speed. He will probably grow up to be one tough kid!

 

After watching and enjoying the show it dawned on me that some of these kids would grow into real motorcyclists if given the right encouragement. Hopefully a lifelong interest that would become a passion and keep our two wheeled life style growing and gaining new participants in all styles of riding. Whether it is off-road, Motocross, trail riding, dual sport riding, street riding or Adventure riding I am all for it because they will be riding.

Have a Funday and see you on the track, trail, street…………

#33

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday
Oct232012

Baja Testing!

Road Trip

I just got back from a quick road trip to meet up with my Baja race partner/team mates to test our race bike suspension and lighting system. The suspension testing went very well with Bob Bell of Precision Concepts suspension. He makes the bike work like most people wish their bikes would work. The guy has so much knowledge and experience he never ceases to amaze me. If you ever want to ride something as close to a “works’ bike as you can get then have him do your suspension for you sometime, amazing!

 

We also had to test the lighting system since this bike will be used for the Baja 1000 which requires riding through the night to cover 1000 plus miles. The lights worked very well and allowed us to ride the bike at scary fast speeds into the night. It was not a perfect test session as we ran into one problem when the lights and battery on the Honda CRF-X 450 started to fail after an hour or so of use. Bob spent the next hour and a half trying to discover the cause of the malfunction. He traced everything down from lights to connectors to fuses and finally discovered a loose ground wire.  Bob told me the late Bruce Ogilvie always said, “That is why we test”.  A very professional attitude. I am glad this guy is in our corner!

 

The trip down to the southern California desert and back was a blur with driving two days, sleeping about 6 hours and testing the bike. I recruited Doug as a co-driver for this jaunt to get him out of the house and to help me drive. Doug as you may remember if you have read the “3 Amigos” story is becoming better known as Senor Kirby. Doug had a mishap and is currently sporting a removable cast on his foot from a local practice day on the motocross track. So I asked him if he was up for a trip and he was more than happy to take a ride to the southern Calif desert just to get off the couch and out of the house.

We had a great time, learned a few things and boy did I get to listen to some stories on the drive down and back. You have to remember Senor Kirby is 70 years young and has been around the corner a few times!  I heard stories from motorcycles to marriages and everything in between. Some of them might have been what I like to call “whoppers” but I don’t doubt that they really happened. I will have to tell you about them sometime in a later story. But it sure made the trip go fast! Thanks Senor Kirby.

Good Times!

#33 

Monday
Oct152012

Time on your hands...Go for a local ride

Shake Down Ride

Well it seems the past few years of riding has put quite a few miles on my off road dual sport Honda. So naturally it seemed like the perfect time to upgrade since a buddy had a line on a seldom ridden bike with all the aftermarket accessories already installed. So I buy this bike at his recommendation, sight unseen! Thanks Little Chief! (Aka Doug Smith, one of my Baja partners.)

The bike is very clean and has some good stuff on it but not quite set up for the long haul I like to put these bikes through. So I am figuring I spent somewhere in the neighborhood of 25 hours of prep time to make it #33 dependable. I don’t like to walk on some of these 80 to 400 mile jaunts this bike will do. The bike this one is replacing has a lot of miles on it and has never let me down except when I crash it or run into a boulder or some other kind of bonehead move.  I am looking for the same kind of dependability out of this newer mount. I took it out for the first time on a very short (60 miles) shake down ride to see if I missed anything or if it needed adjustments. What a pleasant surprise to find out in all that prep time all I forgot to do was set the rear tire pressure to the correct psi. I noticed it was a little busy and harsh in the rear with 40 psi. I forgot to let the air out when I changed the tire, oops!

It was a great close to home ride that had me come across a couple of things I have never seen before and reminded me to not take for granted the rides close to home. I was riding on some railroad tracks in the Sierra Nevada Mountains and came across 3 teenage kids sitting on the tracks in a slight curve.

 I found this odd so I stopped to talk to them and take their picture. I think they thought I was some sort of Railroad Police because they were a bit standoffish at first. So we were talking about how they live close by and are in the area around the tracks a lot. They also said this was the first time anyone had even slowed down so as to not throw dust and rocks when they went speeding by, much less had anything to say to them. I found it interesting and sad at the same time. It is sad that we as motorcycle riders are looked at like that from even teenage kids. I took their picture and we wished each other well as I continued on my shake down jaunt. I was not far from home when I next came across a railroad undercrossing with a lot of colorful graffiti that I had never seen before. How was it that I have never seen this so close to home? I guess I need to get out moreJ.

 

 

 

The new/used dual sport bike performed almost flawlessly and I had a great time meandering around and evaluating my surroundings and the bike. Try it sometime and you may be surprised at what you find so close to home.

#33